I just came back from a nice peaceful walk along the pier. It was raining. Just that perfect summer rain; warm, no wind, no lightning, no thunder, just perfect. I met a mother and her daughter also out to enjoy the time. Daddy used to say that this is the best time for fishing, and he would have hit the jackpot - big fish were jumping in the Grand River. This afternoon the fishermen were complaining that nobody had caught anything-Where were they now?
Update- :-) It is morning, I could for a walk, still no thunder and mild temp, but it is really coming down. I think I will stay in and do a little housework (HAHA) and then hit the road for Oak Park.
The season is beginning, when I arrived on Tuesday there were 4 rvs, now there are 12. Big honkers that will ruin the view and crowd the road through. The camp host said it is quite the skill to park one of those long ones once this place starts filling up. I would like to see it. (Wish I had bought some cinnamon swirl bread yesterday)
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